sex is a doorway to something so powerful and mystical, but movies usually depict it in a completely flat way

    My place of work was recently blessed with a donation of more than five hundred movies on DVD. Unlike the average gift that we receive, they were all in pristine condition, in their original packaging (also mint), and 98% were of a content considered appropriate to add to the collection. (The rest were deemed "too obscure"--which I consider a fault more of the existing collection than of the donation itself!)
     It has fallen upon me to organize and impose order upon the chaos that has ensued since the gift was first made. (Indeed, that seems to be my primary role in that place.) In so doing, each of those 574 items has crossed my desk at least once.
     Naturally, it's made me ponder movies...again. To what end? Oh, I'm wanting to watch, of course. There's no time, at the moment, and really it's not all that practically appealing, given how much I've been futzing with them in an 'official' sense. But I'm still adding to the list I started in this post and continued in this post: movies that I'd like to see, for some reason, some day. Many of them are obvious, some perplexing, and others downright bizarre. As always. [Apologies for any duplication from previous lists.]

The Long Good Friday

Penny Serenade

Gattaca

Short Cuts

Last Orders

Johnny Dangerously

Grifters

Bottle Rocket

Dogma

The Big Sleep (the Bogart original) 

The Big Sleep (the Mitchum remake)

Eating Raoul

L.A. Confidential

Coffee and Cigarettes

Trainspotting

The Station Agent

Key Largo

Mad Max

Donnie Brasco

Ed Wood

Reservoir Dogs

Comments? Questions? Issues? Quirks?

[the title quotation is by David Lynch--and yeah, because it was David Lynch, I misread it as "sex in a doorway," which made it so, so, sooooooo much better]